Tyrion answered gently, "I've been called many things, my lord,but giant is seldom one of them." "Nonetheless," Master Aemon said as his clouded milk-whiteeyes moved to Tyrion's face, "I think it is true." For once, Tyrion Lannister found himself at a loss for words.

I don’t know what he was intending. It turned out that he had been in the Sjøkaptein for about five weeks before I arrived, often after dark, always alone, going into many of the deeper recesses of the large building, below and behind the stage, along the corridores, up to the high circle.